Marek Sol came off the frame at twenty-six minutes past the hour and did not say anything first.
Nox had expected a speech, since every champion he had faced that year had given one. What he got instead was a man closing eleven meters of floor without a wasted step.
The first exchange lasted four seconds and told him everything he had needed to know.
No feed reached that gallery, which both of them worked out inside the first minute. Diana's relay had forty-one authenticated channels above ground and nothing at all nine meters down.
Whatever happened on that floor was going to be described afterward rather than watched. Two men who had fought in front of a country fought the second time in front of nobody.
Marek was not fighting at tribunal weight, and he had not been fighting at tribunal weight then. A man defending an office moves differently from a man defending an evacuation.
